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Supper Time: Johnny Cash (Many Years Ago Indays Of Childhood)



When I was just a boy in days of childhood,
I used to

When I was just a boy in days of childhood,
I used to play till evening shadows come.
Then winding down an old familiar pathway,
I heard my mother call at set of sun:

Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
The shadows lengthen fast.
Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
We’re going home at last.

One day beside her bedside I was kneeling,
And angel wings were winnowing the air.
She heard the call for supper time in heaven,
And I know she’s waiting for me there.

Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
The shadows lengthen fast.
Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
We’re going home at last.

(Spoken)
Some of the fondest memories of my childhood
Were woven around suppertime
When my mother used to call
From the back steps of the old home place
Come on home now son it’s suppertime.
Ahhhh, but I’d loved to hear that once more
But you know for me, time has woven the realization of
The truth that’s even more thrilling,
And that’s when the call comes from the portals of glory
To come home for it’s suppertime.
When all God‘s children shall gather around the table
of the Lord, Himself and the greatest suppertime of them all.

In visions now I see her standing yonder,
And her familiar voice I hear once more.
The banquet table’s ready up in heaven,
It’s supper time upon the golden shore.

Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
The shadows lengthen fast.
Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
We’re going home at last.

Lyrics and Music by Ira Stanphill  (c) 1950

Ira Forest Stanphill 1914 - 1993Ira Stanphill was a recognized as a musical prodigy by the age of 10.  By age 17, he was composing music, participating in revivals, crusades, and prayer meetings.  He graduated from junior college in Chillicothe, Missouri.  As a singing evangelist, he preached in over 40 countries.  He was inducted into the Gospel Music Hall of Fame in 1981.  His autobiography, This Side of Heaven was published in 1983.

play till evening shadows come.
Then winding down an old familiar pathway,
I heard my mother call at set of sun:

Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
The shadows lengthen fast.
Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
We’re going home at last.

One day beside her bedside I was kneeling,
And angel wings were winnowing the air.
She heard the call for supper time in heaven,
And I know she’s waiting for me there.

Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
The shadows lengthen fast.
Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
We’re going home at last.

(Spoken)
Some of the fondest memories of my childhood
Were woven around suppertime
When my mother used to call
From the back steps of the old home place
Come on home now son it’s suppertime.
Ahhhh, but I’d loved to hear that once more
But you know for me, time has woven the realization of
The truth that’s even more thrilling,
And that’s when the call comes from the portals of glory
To come home for it’s suppertime.
When all God’s children shall gather around the table
of the Lord, Himself and the greatest suppertime of them all.

In visions now I see her standing yonder,
And her familiar voice I hear once more.
The banquet table’s ready up in heaven,
It’s supper time upon the golden shore.

Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
The shadows lengthen fast.
Come home, come home,
It’s supper time,
We’re going home at last.

Lyrics and Music by Ira Stanphill  (c) 1950

Ira Forest Stanphill 1914 - 1993Ira Stanphill was a recognized as a musical prodigy by the age of 10.  By age 17, he was composing music, participating in revivals, crusades, and prayer meetings.  He graduated from junior college in Chillicothe, Missouri.  As a singing evangelist, he preached in over 40 countries.  He was inducted into the Gospel Music Hall of Fame in 1981.  His autobiography, This Side of Heaven was published in 1983.
(Source: http://www.gbgm-umc.org/holcombumc/suppertime.htm)

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